Erratic

Erratic

A Poem by Rachel DeHart


Breathing?
What? How am I supposed to
function like this? When my head is
so         full.
of everything  that I am trying desperately
        to forget.

I don’t want to remember how
    sweet your kiss was.
        don’t want to think
of your hands hot on my hip.
            Tell me how, and I’ll
erase you from my head. I’ll lock             you
out for the rest of my life.

Willingly I’ll trade the happiness we
had for the misery it brings me now.
   
And
as bad as it sounds,
I am scared that everything will now
        be pale in comparison.
    You caught me a flame
        with just a glance.
Will anyone ever even touch that?

Now in my head, I can see
    my train of thought
        slowly leaving the station of
                    logic.
    But I can’t stop it.
You have hindered all of the normal
processes in my body.
    My heart rate now erratic.
What am I to do with this?

You my dear, my darling, my
overly adored needed missed
love.
How am I ever to move on
with out you?

And as I ponder this,
with my head kinda off kilter...
It hits me.

        I don’t need you.

© 2008 Rachel DeHart


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Ohhh, you go girl!! This rocked, especially the end. I loved the raw emotion in it. Fabulous!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The ending packs a real punch. I love your sense of humor....how you put the readers under this spell of you being lost in unrequited love and then cut us lose. Very clever.

Posted 16 Years Ago


This part is very creative.

Now in my head, I can see
my train of thought
slowly leaving the station of
logic.

This is like the most unique thing i have read in a long time. You NEVER cease to amaze me with your writing. seriously the rest of us pale in comparison.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"Now in my head, I can see
my train of thought
slowly leaving the station of
logic."

BRILLIANT.


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like it :] Very nice flow to it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the picture is feint and the end of this poem makes it blow up in my mind very nicly writen good job.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on September 8, 2008

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Rachel DeHart
Rachel DeHart

Falls Church, VA



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